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*ೃ༄ ❧ 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 *ೃ༄ ❧ ©-𝗠𝗥𝗦𝗔𝗜𝗭𝗔𝗪𝗔

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞...𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲.." "....𝐇𝐦𝐦.. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐚?" In which you meet a mysterious and closed off boy in the library, who strangely gives off familiar energy, but is a complete "stranger". So much secrets, so much emotions, so much intimacy, so much LOVE. Somehow he just can't seem to stay away from you, as you just can't seem to stay away from him. HIM; the boy from the library. BLACK FEM READER (She/her prns) Erenxblackreader Please do not copy my story or repost/ rewrite it This story does contain mature themes such as smoking, sensitive topics, and sexual moments, heavy violence, as well as vulgar language. If you feel uncomfortable with any of those things this story is not for you ⚠️ If any images are used they are not mine unless I say they are, so creds to the artist ⚠️ ⚠️ I do not own Attack on Titan or any of the characters from the anime ⚠️

𝖠𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗋𝗍 𝗑 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎 ❝ You will always and forever be Made For My Control Kyra, just as I was designed to be under yours ❞ 𝐊𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓 a woman with passion and a fiery heart. As the youngest and only daughter in her family, she's always felt the immense pressure of following in the footsteps of her two perfect and successful older brothers. Forced to disregard, and throw away her unfitting dark desires she becomes just that. The perfect daughter, with the perfect life constructed by a distressful article of exposure. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 until him. He stripped her raw and bared her naked with the gnawing, sullen, inclination that she hid well for so long. For a decade. And as he continued by all means to control her. Make her his. She was met with an impossible decision. To either run and escape her unfeeling psychopath obsessor, or to embrace the gloaming iniquity that he so desperately wanted her to accept. But the question remains, will she succeed in her attempt of an escape? Or will she only fall deeper into the Mexican devil's arms with every fight she implements? 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. Started: 04/10/23 Finished: N/A

**Slow Updates** "Thank you human." She nods. I nod in return, not quite sure what to say. Still incredibly confused by the whole situation. She looks down at my sweats again. "That is where the human male appendage lies, am I correct?" She asks, head tilted, finger tapping her chin, eyes boring into my crotch. I choke on my saliva, taken aback by her complete lack of filter and the strange way she's looking at me. At...it. "I-uh...Yes." She nods in confirmation. "I have watched the human mating ritual once from behind a rock on the sea. It looked very fun. You appear to be a human male at his prime. I am in this form and am therefore compatible." She looks away from my dick and up into my eyes. "I am curious to know more. Let us mate, mortal." *** A Siren Queen in exile, Dhalia has traveled the seas in solitude. Suddenly, she finds herself thrown into the human world. Dylan was just walking the beach and lamenting life, like he does everyday as the sun sets. The last thing he expected was to find a gorgeous woman washed ashore. He finds himself quickly becoming enamored with the ethereal beauty, but there might be more darkness to Dhalia and her world than he could have ever imagined. Can Dylan handle sinfully sweet Dhalia, or is poor Dylan In Too Deep?

"Olivia what have we said about being a brat, hm what have I said about fucking ignoring me?" He said glaring into the side of my head. "Look at him when he's talking to you." Enzo added, i look up "y-you said I should stop because it's going to get me in trouble.." he tutted allesandro and Antonio chuckling "and what did I say happens after strike 3 darling." He grips my neck choking me against the wall "I get punishment.." spoiler.. this chapter^ 3 for 1? More like 3 in 1😭 ( I find myself funny)🙁

・‥...━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━...‥・ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴛᴏᴡɴ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs ʀᴜɴ ᴀs ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴇsᴛ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs, ᴛᴡᴏ sᴏᴜʟs ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍsᴇʟᴠᴇs ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ʙʏ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ. ・‥...━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━...‥・ ᴇᴍᴍᴇᴛᴛ ᴄᴜʟʟᴇɴ x ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴋᴀɴɪɪᴇxx ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ!

(Eren x reader) (Jean x reader) After a tragic past, Y/N finds herself in Paradis, the city she once dreamed of escaping to with her two best friends. But dreams don't feel the same after loss. As she tries to rebuild her life, new faces begin to pull her in: unexpected friendships, complicated feelings, and one person she can't quite figure out. But some wounds run deep... and not everything in Paradis is what it seems. 𖥸 Content Warning: This story contains mature themes including drug use, alcohol, sexual content, violence, domestic violence, and suicide. Reader discretion is advised. Additional warnings will be provided at the beginning of relevant chapters. 𖥸 Slow Burn

Their love is like a bullet, it could end both of them...or maybe just one of them. • His eyes flicker to my lips- quickly back to my eyes. "Maybe I'm waiting for a thank you." I smiled. Who does he think I am. "You want gratitude for tackling me?" "No, for keep your pretty little ass alive." The way he says it isn't gentle. It's possessive. And it shouldn't sound the way it does in my stomach. • "To love her is treason. To let her go is war." Started 10/29/2025